"Lord Huang, what's wrong with you!"
Huang Ying was startled, reaching out to touch Lord Huang's shoulder and immediately withdrawing his hand in pain.
Upon closer inspection, he saw that his palm had already begun to fester, emitting poisonous fumes!
"Hiss!"
Huang Ying took a cold breath and pulled out a scalpel to trim off the rotten flesh.
Thanks to this, the wound did not continue to spread.
When he looked up again, he found that Lord Huang's entire face had turned purple, and was instantly shocked: "Lord Huang, you can't die!"
This truly came from his heart.
Lord Huang held such high position and authority.
If he were to die.
The forces under his command would certainly not let him off.
Moreover, it was agreed before that Lord Huang's life would be extended by at least six months.
If he dies now, the medical reputation of the Huang Family will be ruined too.
As Huang Ying was growing impatient, Lord Huang suddenly shouted, "Kill me!"
